Yesterday.

There is a saying that there are two places in the world where you are always welcome= church, and at grandma's house.
not true.
I was talking to my friend who was in a very difficult situation and she screams at me to shutoff the computer and when I explain to her the problem she says that my friend has issues.
more happens but I forget the rest. the point is I was cryingmyself to sleep last night.

people love me. people care about me.

I just don't care about myself.

I want it all to stop. but I'm not going to commit suicide. I'm not going to cut myself
but what can I do?
I need help, but I'm already getting lots of it.
it's not working.
Ugh.
I'm sorry.